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Anywhere But Here

Today: A story that you can get your chattering teeth into, NPL’ers. Rey Harris brings you an eerie tale of an Eden which isn’t– check out Anywhere But Here!

Snow – always falling upon this wasteland of things that once were, but would never be again. The sky stays a consistent gray throughout the day until the pitch black nightfall swallows it whole. Sometimes one can spot the sky in a swirl of hues – red and orange mixed with the gray, or silver and white mixed with the black, giving hope that somewhere out there a sun and a moon still exist. In reality, these colors just blend together to make the color of hopelessness and the presence of this nuclear winter never fails to disappoint.